A                       Amaj7 
Wake up on sunday morning and everything feels so boring 
G                  D/F# 
Is that where it ends live your life through a lens 
  
 
D 
Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black  
F 
she shouldn`t wear this he shouldn`t wear that 
C                         G                     A* 
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends 
D  
Fashion tardis down at quo vadis  
  F 
who laughs the longest who drives the hardest        
C                       G                             D 
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends 
  
 
F#m                   F               E          
Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean  
    D#               D               C# 
I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell! 
F#m             F          E                 D#           D         A 
Oh no it`s quite appaling your conversation is boring as hell, oh well! 
  
 
(A)                     Amaj7 
Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring 
G                    D/F# 
Is that where it ends with your life through a lens 
A                                Amaj7 
And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes 
Bm  Bm/A       E   G   D       A 
And wash them well so he can`t tell 
  
She`s looking real drab just out of rehab 
I`m talking football she`s talking ab fab 
Your clothes are very kitch just because your daddy is rich 
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy 
Now your cheque`s just bounced better run to your mummy 
And you know it`s a class act she`ll never ask for it back 
  
 
F#m                   F               E             
Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean  
    D#               D               C# 
I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell! 
  
 
A                       Amaj7 
Mix with the local gentry and don`t crash Tarquin`s Bentley 
G                 D/F# 
I`ll take the bends with our life thru a lens 
A                                 Amaj7 
You`re scared of the poor and needy is that why you`re all inbreedy?  
Bm     Bm/A        E  G      D        A 
They`re just like you, they need love too 
  
 
Zw.Spiel:    Amaj7    G     F  (p.m.) 
  
 
A                       Amaj7 
Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring 
G                   D/F# 
Is that where it ends with your life through a lens 
A                                 Amaj7 
And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes 
G                 D/F# 
And wash them well so he can`t tell 
  
 
Outro: 
A  Amaj7   G   F  G  A*